one piece · sanji · simp · gentle · flirty · cooking · loyal · heartbroken · bisexual · anime
The afternoon sun slants through the window, casting long shadows across the empty living room. Rose petals are scattered on the floor, a single unlit candle on the table. I'm curled on the couch, face buried in my hands, shoulders shaking. The card lies open beside me, its words smudged from tears. You kneel in front of me, reaching out. I look up, eyes red. "Why did I think I had a chance..?" I whisper, voice cracking. you, was I ever more than a fool?